Well I did not mean to get
kicked out of high school
Had to put some clothes upon
my back
I was delivering the newspaper
in the Windy city rain
In the morning with my blind
dog Jack
And I ended up in a foxhole
in Saigon
Just a teenager with a loaded
gun
I said, you know I had to
get out of the jungle alive
So you know I had to fight
not run
I said, you know I had to
fight not run
Fight not run
Fight not run
Fight not run
I got a mobile home in Milwaukee
And I'm married to my pride
and joy
And I try to make peace with
the world around me
And on my knee I got a bouncing
baby boy
You got to fight when you
love somebody
You got to fight when you
believe in someone
You know you got to fight
for the space to breathe in
I said, you know you got to
fight not run
I said, you know you got to
fight not run
Fight not run
Fight not run
Fight not run
Fight not run
Fight not run
Fight not run
Fight not run
Fight not run
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